Im tired of being slepted on
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb
I'm tired of battling these wack ass rappers
And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth
The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position
Im sorry for the repetition, im just tired of the tradition,
Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup
Tell that nigga don't trip, just go change my tired fuck
Im too damn violent
She forget about her husband
You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid
I'm tired of being a stale white punk ass kid, that raps about poppin off the pill lid,
She graduated top of the class
Fuck me in my fat ass
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